words

words
she spoke Spanish
I speak English
sometimes you don’t
need the words
she brought me
something to drink
gracias de nada
the extent of my Spanish
we sat together
sipping
exchanging silly grins
on impulse
I reached over
brushed her cheek
she grabbed my hand
in both of hers
pressed her lips to my fingers
I glanced over to her bedroom door
she followed my look
she blushed
blushing she walked to her door
led me in
next to the bed
she removed her blouse
still blushing she took off her bra
I held her impressive breasts
and brushed her lips with mine
our mouths merged
tongues mingled
her hands were busy
removing my shirt
my pants my underwear
I kicked off my shoes
pulled off my socks
pulled down her sweatpants
pushed her onto the bed
eased off the frilly pink panties
for months I had been admiring
the lovely face
those pretty feet
I held one of those feet in my hands
kissed it
licked it
kept an eye on the pretty face
watched her smile
my tongue washed down the length of her leg
crawling up on the bed
crawling onto her
I kissed her naval
kissed her nipples
again kissed those soft inviting lips
fully aroused
I pressed
entered
allowed myself to be enveloped
her arms around my neck
her legs wrapped around me
mutually stimulating
my hips thrusting
we both made joyful noises
reveled in ecstasy
reaching climax
spent and sweaty
our bodies entwined
I looked deeply in her
beautiful brown eyes